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The Fake Death Plot

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 997    |    Released on: 10/07/2025

back that night.

some stomach cramps, but Mr. Hayes insisted she stay ove

ospital. I didn't call him. I

ooms, a ghost in my own home. Everything lo

hem in th

tly from behind. The late afternoon sun cast a golden glow around the

. He quickly stepped away from the swi

me. "You're home. Why didn't you ca

ke my arm, but

I looked past him, at Olivia, who was now standing and

dn't want to look at them. I didn't

ked my path. "

ur necklace. The one I gave you for our

imple diamond pendant, a star. He had told me I w

ued, his voice soft and persuasive. "It would mean so much to h

y anniversary gift, my 'North Star', to his mistres

of it was b

so intense, it felt like it was bei

lace, and held it out to him. I didn't place it in his hand.

the diamond star land

or fear?-crossed his face as he look

I asked, my voi

head on his shoulder, her eyes fixed on me. "Ethan, darling, don't force he

weet, but her ey

ack to her, his voice softening. "It's n

it around Olivia's neck himself. The star that wa

match. A cruel man a

time in our marriage, Et

midnight, I heard it. The faint sound of laughter, th

churned w

wn. I walked into the bathroom and threw

had burned itself out, leav

p. I woke up burning with fever. My head was p

body was fina

ce. He was calling my name, his tone frantic.

dabbing my face, murmuring my name over a

by my side for three days straight, not sleeping, not eating, just takin

r real? Or was i

nuinely terrified. His face wa

elief washing over his feature

my gaze cold and dista

ing. "I'm so, so sorry. I shouldn't have left

e was sorry I was sick. But h

e to his voice. "I'll throw you the biggest party the c

ought a party

oat was too sore. I wanted to

t closed

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The Fake Death Plot
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“The ninety-ninth time I tried to kill myself, I was sent to the hospital. For seven long years, I had lived in a fog of grief, believing my husband, Ethan, had died in a fiery car crash. But then, in that sterile white room, I saw him. Ethan. Alive, vibrant, and kissing Olivia Hayes, his former sister-in-law, who cradled a prominent baby bump. Their child. In that instant, the truth crashed down on me. There was no crash, no death. He had abandoned me to elope with Olivia, living a happy life while I wasted away: my hair turning gray, my wrist scarred with 300 marks for every missed month, while he cried with joy over her pregnancy. My world went black. When I came to, I was back in time, seven days before our first wedding anniversary. Ethan stood before me, his eyes filled with intoxicating adoration, murmuring sweet words. Yet, the image of him kissing Olivia, the name "Olivia Hayes" flashing on his phone, burned in my mind. He left me to check on her, claiming she was unwell, while I knew the truth. I was blindsided by my trust. I thought of what he put me through, what he planned to do to me. The betrayal felt like a gaping wound. I looked at him, then called my brother, David. "I want to come live with you abroad," I said, my voice cold. "And David, could you please help me arrange something? I need a body. A fake one. I want to give it to Ethan on our wedding anniversary. Seven days from now."”
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